Chapter 143 The sudden increase in game difficulty is interesting
“Yo~”
“He’s a pervert!”
Feng Mu’s voice shimmered through the The cold light emitted from the electronic lenses, which seemed like the deep night sky, reflecting his increasingly cold face.
Yes, Feng Mutian appeared at the door of Chang Qingsen’s house before dawn.
This is the advantage of getting up early. If you wake up earlier than the prey, you will be able to gain insight into the prey's little secrets.
He gently pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and the focus on the lenses was quickly adjusted back to normal.
Then, he lowered his head and focused on the mobile phone in his hand. The scene that had just happened in the alley was playing on the screen in a loop - a video of a kitten being cruelly dyed red.
Electronic lenses, the full name of multi-functional glasses, are high-tech equipment in the Anticipation Department. They were given to him by the second senior sister Liu Xie after "scrapping and destroying" a pair in the internal inventory.
The function of multi-functional glasses goes far beyond long-distance video recording and photography. It is also equipped with an advanced recording system, as well as high-tech functions such as thermal imaging and X-ray vision, making it a perfect intelligence gathering tool.
Feng Mu skillfully controlled the phone and switched back to the tracking interface. The red dot marked Chang Qingsen on the screen moved slowly on the map.
He followed calmly, keeping an appropriate distance.
Along the way, he peeped carefully, but unfortunately, Chang Qingsen never showed another extraordinary surprise.
After Chang Qingsen walked into the school, Feng Mu stayed for a while and inadvertently spotted the disguised surveillance personnel in the patrol room at the entrance of the campus, then turned around and left quietly.
On the road, Feng Mu lowered his head from time to time and played back the video in his hand several times.
In the video, Chang Qingsen's movements are clean and neat, and every detail reveals his solid foundation and skillful skills.
He then opened Chang Qingsen’s basic information and browsed it carefully. As the reading progressed, Feng Mu frowned slightly and his expression gradually became weird.
“Isn’t this guy’s information carefully disguised?”
Feng Mu has never been afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice. Feng Mu’s intuition told him that Chang Qingsen was not the person in the information. It appears so unremarkable.
On the contrary, Chang Qingsen gave him the feeling that he was more like the characters in the Japanese and Korean suspense dramas he had watched in his previous life - they seemed ordinary and boring on the surface, but in fact, the hidden intelligence and strength were enough to easily A perverted murderer who crushes ordinary people.
In particular, Chang Qingsen would rather not go to college but enter the prison system early to work.
Although theoretically it is true that some college entrance examination students with less than ideal scores will choose to enter the workplace early, is Chang Qingsen's motivation really the same as them?
Or...
Feng Mu once again carefully compared Chang Qingsen’s scores in previous mock exams. He found that whether it was liberal arts or martial arts, whether it was individual subject scores or total scores , Chang Qingsen’s results were just on the edge of the passing line.
“Control points?”
A terrifying word suddenly popped into Feng Mu's mind, and his pupils shrank. He wasn't 100% sure, or maybe he was just being careless.
The next second, Feng Mu pursed his lips and thought maliciously: "But if it is true, then the difficulty of the game Feng Yuhuai faces will suddenly escalate, well... I'm stupid Will Immoto capsize in the gutter?”
Feng Mu’s eyes fell on the mobile map, and the two of them looked at each other. The two red dots were almost overlapping. The corners of his mouth could not help but rise. He could hardly suppress the joy in his heart and whispered to himself: "It's getting more and more interesting."
Emotionally, Feng Mu is undoubtedly more partial to his sister, and the blood relationship determined by the system makes it difficult for him to let go.
However, he would not give Feng Yuhuai any hint, and even when she was really in trouble, he would never intervene.
"The most important thing is that if Feng Yuhuai capsizes in the gutter here, it proves that Imotou does not have much potential and value and is not worthy of help."
"It is better to invest emotionally in him. , to the person who killed him? "
Feng Mu actually felt uncomfortable. He still had a little affection for Immoto after all.
However, there is no other way. As the initiator of the game and the referee, he must abide by the rules of the game he has set and must not go off the field.
Is it unfair for Feng Yuhuai to ask him in the text message at night?
Feng Mu now plans to use reality to educate Feng Yuhuai on what true fairness means. True fairness means being selfless and disowning relatives! "My name is Feng Mu, and I speak for fairness!"
At this moment, Feng Mu Longchang realized the truth.
……..
No.8 Middle School.
A key martial arts class for the first year of high school.
In the fourth row by the window, Feng Yuhuai held his chin with one hand and listened absently to the cultural class, his mind filled with images of Chang Qingsen.
Coincidentally, across the ceiling, Chang Qingsen was sitting where Feng Yuhuai was. He was sitting upright, with his back straight and his eyes looking empty.
The content in the class was too simple for him. It didn’t matter whether he listened or not, not to mention that his heart had already let go and flew to prison.
Although Chang Qingsen did not tell the truth to Chang Wei this morning, there was one thing he never lied about, that is, prison is the special and alternative university that can benefit him throughout his life.
If you can learn from a prison university, wouldn't it be much better than someone from an ordinary college?
Chang Qingsen glanced at the students who were listening attentively, with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "While you are in school, studying and practicing according to the textbooks, I have already started practicing."< br>
Chang Qingsen has never believed that martial arts can be learned in the classroom. He firmly believes that killing is the fastest way to sharpen and improve martial arts.
Chang Qingsen twisted his head slightly, looked through the window, and looked into the distance. The body that was moved out of the cafeteria that day suddenly appeared in his mind.
“The twisted shape, the shriveled body, the grotesqueness actually contains a unique sense of beauty.”
Chang Qingsen's emotions became excited, and his little Sen was even congested with excitement, and he raised his head slightly.
He bit his nails subconsciously, thinking to himself:
"The murderer should be hidden in this school. Could it be a classmate next to me?" On the road to pursuing the true meaning of martial arts, there are actually classmates who have already walked ahead of me. "
"It would be great if we could find this person and communicate with him face to face."
Chang Qingsen is tired of simply killing small animals. , that kind of pleasure can no longer satisfy his inner desire.
He felt that his experimental exploration was enough. After years of practicing skills, he was eager to apply what he had learned on similar people...
Dingle bell.
The bell rings and lunch break comes.
Chang Qingsen put his hands in his pockets and walked to the cafeteria alone. He was a strict and serious person, so he didn't have many friends in school. He usually ate alone.
The cafeteria was full. Chang Qingsen grabbed some food and stood upright in front of a dining table that was already full of people. He neither spoke nor urged, just like a silent sculpture. Waiting quietly.
Sure enough, the students at that table quickly finished their meal, quickly packed up their dishes, and left in a hurry.
In the distance, you can still vaguely hear their dissatisfied muttering, "You must be sick." Words like this floated into your ears.
Chang Qingsen didn't care about this. He sat down quietly, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped the entire table clean meticulously.
Then he sat on the chair, chewing every bite of food carefully and swallowing slowly.
“Classmate, can we sit here?”
A soft and polite voice broke into his lonely meal.
Chang Qingsen raised his head expressionlessly, and saw a beautiful and refined smiling face that seemed uncontaminated by the world came into his eyes.
……
(End of this chapter)